It was already evening, and the number of people at the Kuoh Amusent park was much higher than during the day.
The children's laughter added a lot of joy to the amusent park, which had been rather quiet during the daylight hours.
As Yasuhiro and Sona left the arcade, they strolled leisurely through the park with hand in hand.
Although their fingers weren't quite intertwined, to outsiders, they undoubtedly looked like an enviable couple.
However, Sona looked exhausted..?
"We've arrived."
What ca into view was an open air music pavilion situated on the water, surrounded by a path less than half a ter wide with water flowing around it.
At that very mont, outside the pavilion's waterway, a large crowd had gathered.
Inside the pavilion, a clear young man was playing a tune that was both romantic and poetic.
His piano playing skills, even compared to the average person, were ordinary and diocre.
The echoes and the climactic reverberations in the performance were completely lacking. Even an ordinary person could hear the stumbles and bumps, not to ntion the subtle errors.
He was a complete beginner, an absolute rookie.
Of course, these criticisms were only from outsiders, for the person the man in the music pavilion wanted to express his feelings to at that mont.
Looking at the girl standing at the front of the crowd, her face full of excitent and love.
For many girls in the throes of new love, a romantic gesture or a tender act is sotis more powerful than a multitude of sweet words.
...
The music ended.
The man in the pavilion breathed a sigh of relief. In the eyes of professional pianists, this piece was just a practice exercise for beginners.
But for soone who didn't even know how to read sheet music or understand how to play a piece with echoes just a month ago, this was no less difficult than pushing himself to his absolute limits.
When he saw his girlfriend, he felt that his efforts over the past month hadn't been in vain.
Clap, clap, clap...
The surrounding audience tactfully offered their blessings with applause.
"This is one of the few places for many people who grew up here, it's an essential spot for romance."
After explaining this, Yasuhiro walked alone to the music pavilion without waiting for Sona's response.
The crowd, who were just about to disperse, looked sowhat surprised to see soone else step up into the pavilion.
For many people, this was the perfect place to confess their love and express their romantic feelings.
However, the talent to play the piano isn't sothing everyone has.
Not all people have that kind of dedication and courage.
Therefore, this scene wasn't common for the local residents, seeing two such instances per week was considered quite lucky.
What's more, in just one evening, two boys had stepped in to play the piano and express their feelings for the girls they loved.
Yasuhiro moved to the center of the pavilion, slowly sat down, and amidst everyone's anticipation, his performance didn't begin.
Instead, he first did what every musician must do before a performance: adjusting the unfamiliar instrunt and getting a feel for its keys.
The loyal audience surrounding the place were full of anticipation for his performance. Even though many of them didn't understand the aning behind Yasuhiro's occasional hand gestures, they showed him the utmost patience.
anwhile Sona was lost in thoughts.
As a pure-blood Devil noble from the underworld, she knew that the social structure of devils was heavily influenced by the human world.
Although their arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting couldn't be fully compared to human society, they were still compulsory courses for the heirs of devil clan.
Because of her deep involvent in chess and rating gas, she was sowhat biased toward strategy, but this didn't an she had a superficial understanding of the piano.
On the contrary, her skill with the piano was second only to her chess skills.
Therefore, compared to the others who only had a superficial understanding, she had a much deeper and more accurate appreciation for Yasuhiro's adjustnts.
This made Sona look forward to what kind of beautiful music Yasuhiro would be able to play.
It was bound to be impressive...
After all, judging from Yasuhiro's skillful movents, he didn't seem like soone who was just a rookie.
Five more minutes passed.
Once Yasuhiro had finished his preparations, he placed his hands on the piano.
At this mont, everyone, including Sona, noticed Yasuhiro.
Now, everyone was filled with anticipation, wondering what kind of beautiful and romantic piece of music it would be.
The first note rang out.
A gentle lody filled everyone's ears. It wasn't the romantic tune they had imagined, instead, it carried a strange sadness, a sense of loss for the beauty left behind at the beginning of life.
The rhythm of the music, sotis slow and sotis fast, evoked fond childhood mories and a sense of cherished loss in everyone.
The unhurried rhythm completely imrsed the listeners in the music.
With its highs and lows, it was as if they could see the joy of receiving their first toy as a child, the trepidation of starting school for the first ti and the nervousness of starting work for the first ti, all these monts were vividly recalled in that exact mont.
Sona, standing to the side, felt deeply connected.
To a large extent, this piece was specially played by Yasuhiro for her. At the sa ti, it was the piece chosen to conclude this pleasant date.
Sona seed to see herself born into the Sitri Clan, spoiled by her parents and sister...
She saw it, all her hard work seeming insignificant in the shadow of her sister...
She saw it. For the first ti, she rebelled against her family, used a rating ga to defeat her forr fiancé and broke free of the shackles that bound her.
She saw them, her own peerage mbers...
This piece of music seed to allow Sona to review every detail of her life, and the mood and aning within the lody made Sona more determined in herself.
She wasn't just the sister of the Maou Leviathan or heir to the sitri clan, she was just being herself.
...
The slow lody gently faded into everyone's mories.
It took the audience several minutes after the piece finished playing to slowly co back to their senses.
They looked at each other in bewildernt, Yasuhiro had completely changed the atmosphere.
Mostly the music played here, will be full of romance and love. Not the sowhat lancholic tunes that Yasuhiro played.
The pain in the music was subtle, and what resonated most was the regret and the fleeting nature of their lives.
CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP...
Sona broke the silence and was the first to applaud.
Then the others followed, and the place was enveloped in thunderous applause.
Regardless, it was a good piece of music, and what was most comndable was that the perforr had fully expressed the root of the piece.
...
"I've never had the chance to hear Myself, supposedly written by a famous european exorcist. Today, my wish finally ca true."
In contrast, so people might have had their doubts. Sona had learned about this piece through the grapevine, but she only had a superficial understanding of it.
No matter how devils might be, they don't forbid themselves from listening to a piece just because it was written by an exorcist.
"Thank you."
Sona wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and thanked Yasuhiro.
She didn't know if it was because of the song Myself or because Yasuhiro had agreed to her sudden request to go on a date with her today.
Judging from the situation, it was probably a mix of both, but the latter likely played a larger role.
Yasuhiro then curled his lips into a smile and then abruptly took a step forward, closing the distance between him and Sona.
His movent made Sona's heart skip a beat. Before she could ask anything, he pulled her closer.
Sona stared wide eyed.
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